Monday, October 06, 2014

TOADLY WHIMSY - MORE SHORT POETRY FOR THE UNDISCERNING MOLASSES

TOADLY WHIMSY by Birdy

Whimsy is flimsy
Toadly
And if
Ya don't
Believe
Me
Just ask
Dave

***

AND IN UDDER SNOOZE...

A 60ft man was found cowered under gold leaf yesterday just outside Harrods. When asked by PC Plodder what he was up to, he replied, "Just call me Whimsy."

An outbreak of utterances was registered on the Whimsy Scale in the South Atlantic late last night as a wayward polar bear discovered a message in a bottle washed up on a plank which read. "I may be whimsy but I'm certainly not flimsy!"

The first single to be released by The Flimsy Whimsies generated even less interest than the latest U2 album, which has been universally condemned as "an insult to whimsy in the rear"'.

AND SPEAKING OF REAR...

One tried and trusted method of cleansing one's whimsies is 100 grams of vodka and a page 34 from Pride And Prejudice.

AND FINALLY...

If you feel the urge, then feel it some more. There's nothing worse than unfelt whimsy.

COMING SOON...

The flimsy whimsy that couldn't say no to the billy goat and the laughing Chihuahua.

Arf, arf!

 “Eaten away” doesn’t convey much by way of an explanation. 

Eh?

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